We were both in just such a mood last Friday. This is something of a rarity at the moment. Salsa politics and bitching (bitching and dancing are the same gene) have been taking their toll, and we’ve been going out more in honour of the memory of the fine salsa times we’ve had [...]

We had work’s Χmas do last night. I got a bit ahead of the curve early on - I was on my third large whisky by the time the fourth person turned up to the pub. Memories of the evening include some fantastic food, some funny looks, and ‘disappearing’ various items, including an [...]

This either means (a) the voices in my head are satisfied and I no longer have things I need to write down, or (b) the voices in my head are so many and varied that I can’t distinguish what any of them is saying.
I should note at least, for when I look back on this [...]

I finally took the plunge at about midnight last night into the precariously-stacked piles of rubbish in my small terraced house to find my cowbell. I probably could have chosen a better time. It was in a box full of old musical stuff. I learned the following:

It is possible to play a [...]

Went for Sunday lunch with Kate and was intrigued to be offered “Chocolate Profiterole Moose Cake” by the specials board. I ordered lunch and pointed out they were offering an elk-related dessert.
A little while later we glanced over, and they must have run out of elk, as they were now offering “Chocolate Profiterole Mouse [...]